In order to escape for her life, the delicate princess cut black and white in the court

Chapter 157 Isn't Wei Jinyan going to be drained?
Seeing that there was no one in the house, they wantonly searched every hidden corner where someone might be hiding.

The things in the house were already messy, but they turned them over so unceremoniously, this dilapidated little thatched cottage suddenly looked like a dump for rubbish.

Some forbidden soldiers gradually came towards the bookcase, and they were choked by the musty smell of the bookcase, coughing a few times.

But the imperial guard stared at the bookcase, but didn't intend to leave, and wanted to fiddle with the long sword in his hand a few more times, but his purpose was not all to find someone.

Who can hide in the bookcase?
He just felt that he was an imperial guard, and this feeling of being able to rummage through other people's things at will made him very happy.

Chu Xianyi clenched her palms tightly. After the child was gone, her hearing recovered very quickly. She could accurately hear the imperial guards stopping in front of the bookcase, picking up the books on the bookcase on the ground with the tip of their sword.

Wei Jinyan suddenly brushed her palm away with his hand, and clasped his fingers tightly with her.

He was very distressed that his wife had just had a miscarriage, but she was in the current situation.

It's his fault, he's not strong enough to make Madam suffer like this!

He must quickly become stronger!

Just as the books on the bookcase were about to be turned over, a voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"Who told you to touch my things?"

His voice was majestic and cold, and he looked at them with gloomy eyes.

It is Ming Lao who is back.

The imperial guards turned around and looked at Lao Ming who was so poor that he seemed to have no family, with contempt in their eyes.

The Forbidden Army who flipped through the bookcase looked at Old Ming with some displeasure, and strode towards him, trying to push him, but Old Ming seemed like a prophet.

It's not that I dodged in time, but I dodged ahead of time.

The guard's eyes were full of surprise, he looked at Lao Ming with a little anger, and couldn't help cursing loudly: "Old man, how dare you..."

Before the words of this little guard had finished, a majestic and resounding reprimand sounded suddenly.

Yang Lin stepped in quickly and shouted at the forbidden army: "Shut up! What are you talking about? If you can't find anyone here, go look elsewhere! We are the forbidden army, not the bandit army! If you treat an elder like this, remember your father is the same As old as him?"

Yang Lin glared angrily at the impolite imperial guard.

The imperial guard was so scolded that he trembled, he didn't even dare to lift his head, and said weakly: "This... this subordinate knows his mistake!"

All the guards left in a hurry.

Ming Lao didn't care about the small thatched hut that had been turned into a mess and became smoky, but went straight to the bookcase.

But he didn't touch any corner of the bookcase, the bookcase opened automatically, revealing the stairs of the underground dark room, and Lao Ming walked in.

Chu Xianyi and Wei Jinyan looked at Ming Lao.

When Mr. Ming came back, he didn't speak to them immediately, but put the basket in his hand on the table, then picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of sticky red tea, and drank it down in one gulp.

Then he lifted the cloth covering the basket, looked at their attire, and said to them: "You must not be allowed to dress like this. Put on these clothes. There is a small room over there." .”

Ming Lao moved his face towards the door of that room, signaling them to go to that room to change clothes.

Divided into two groups of men and women, they entered the room one by one and finished changing their clothes.

Although Wei Jinyan and Chu Xianyi put on dilapidated, ugly brown cotton and linen clothes, it was still difficult to conceal their noble temperament and beautiful appearance.

During this period, Ming Lao kept entering a mysterious Shimen secret room. The door was only opened for a while and then closed automatically, but the cold air like thick white smoke coming out from inside made them tremble.

After a full three hours.

Ming Lao just came out of the Shimen secret room, holding a box in his hand, and put the box on the table, he didn't open the box immediately.

Just like when he just returned to the secret room, he lifted the teapot.

But this time Ming Lao seemed to be very thirsty, eagerly poured a cup of black tea that was as thick as red blood in the teapot, drank it all in one gulp, and then slowly opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, there was a white mist that could rush up to the roof. Gradually, the cool air faded, and what was in front of me was a vivid human skin mask that looked like a real person.

Xian Nuo was timid, so she couldn't help being startled again, Ji Nian was so frightened that she closed her eyes reflexively.

Old Ming asked them not to move, and then put the human skin masks on their faces one by one. The moment the human skin masks were put on their faces, their faces instantly felt a strong adsorption force. The human skin masks Adhered tightly to their faces.

The edges are not visible at all.

Old Ming looked at their faces with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Human skin masks, I am the only one in this world, and no one else can do them! This is genuine leather torn from the face of a living person, and making them is extremely difficult. It took me a lot of effort!"

The leather that was torn off from the face of a living person? !
Their hearts were shocked, this...

Didn't Old Ming kill two people as old as Xianhua and Xiannuo just now? !
Huang Xun couldn't help but said: "Ming Lao, using this method to make a human skin mask is too cruel..."

Ming Lao glanced at Huang Xun, suddenly burst into laughter again, he suddenly withdrew his smile, and said in a calm tone: "If you like me, I will not force others, I always only look for those who are suffering from illness and dying People, I give them what they want, they are willing to give me their skin, swallow my pills, they can die peacefully, and they can have a long dream they want, mutual benefit, why not? Otherwise you Why do you think I was outside for more than four hours?"

Hearing what Ming Lao said, they seemed to be able to understand what Ming Lao did.

"Then what does Ming Lao want in return?" Wei Jinyan asked suddenly.

"Your blood." Elder Ming replied without hesitation.

his blood?What use can it be?

Could it be that his blood is special because his mother is different from ordinary people?
At this time, Chu Xianyi suddenly turned his gaze to the teapot with unknown red sticky content on the table, thinking in his heart, the black tea in this teapot could be human blood, right?
Ming Lao actually likes to drink human blood?

And the reason why they didn't smell blood should be because he didn't like the pungent smell of blood, so Ming Lao used some kind of medicine to cover it up. If that's the case, then drink tea at the speed of Ming Lao.

Isn't Wei Jinyan...'s blood about to be drained? !
Thinking of this, Chu Xianyi suddenly grabbed Wei Jinyan's arm, frowned, looked at Ming Lao worriedly, and asked hesitantly, "How much blood does Ming Lao want from him?"

Old Ming looked at Chu Xianyi, smiled meaningfully, then sat lazily on the soft chair, and said casually, "I want as much blood as he has."

"What?!" Huang Xun on the side widened his eyes in shock.

Ming Lao suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wei Jinyan, waved to him slowly, and said lightly, "Come here, so I can get blood."

Wei Jinyan moved without the slightest hesitation, Chu Xianyi quickly grabbed him, with a pained expression on his face, "Wei Jinyan..."

Wei Jinyan smiled at her, patted her hand softly, and softly comforted her: "It's okay, trust me!"

Wei Jinyan walked over.

Ming always sat, Wei Jinyan couldn't stand standing, it looked condescending, so Wei Jinyan had to squat down.

Old Ming looked at him who was approaching him, his originally lazy and sleepy expression suddenly revived, he quickly pulled Wei Jinyan's arm, and looked at the blood vessels on his wrist that were visible to the naked eye.

I couldn't help but look happy.

He laughed loudly and said, "Your blood is really the best in the world!"

This smile inevitably frightened Chu Xianyi, the good man who was kindly given clothes by Ming Lao before disappeared in Chu Xianyi in an instant.

The fiber storage instrument is too regretful now!

If Wei Jinyan's life was the price for these personal leather masks, she couldn't bear it!
(End of this chapter)